My first novel. Not the first one I've written, but the first one I'm going to put out into the world. NaNoWriMo 2008 was when I wrote this. I had such a sense of relief when I reached The End. It was stressful and crazy-making. But I wouldn't have traded the experience for anything.
I found a writers group that does critiques and I joined. Then last year I got brave and handed them the first chapter. I refer that that experience as having my baby eviscerated a piece at a time.
The evisceration is almost over. I handed them the last chapter and I expect the final notes this weekend. The End again.
.That means the start of Phase 3: Editing. Taking what they have given me and cleaning it up to make it publish worthy.
I am relieved to learn over the past months that the skeleton and some of the vital organ are worth keeping. I was lucky enough to find a group honest enough to tell me when I've written something that is crap or is good.
It's been a roller coaster, but it was worth it.
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